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Yea
Yo, can you pass me my watch?
Yea, the one off the dresser
Hold up
I'm ready

Turn on that bass
Ugh, I feel this one in my soul

What I got to say

[Verse 1: JSB]
J-S be dreamin' like Aerosmith did in a crisis
Or like one of Common's commoners, J-S be
King of my world so long as I am a believer
Of my own dreams, and don't receive recipients of a deceiver
You should be seeing me as something more than
A poor young man with dry, callous, cracked open hands
Slavin' in the kitchen, the work that I be whippin'
Cheffin', but my legend isn't inside the pots and pans
My faith with open arms be jumping off of a ledges
With grace lands on the edges of razors and tightropes
My life shares in no pleasures, karma be drunken
My inner thoughts be crumpin'
Hands stay crampin'
Lyrically, a kraken
Cause to look in my head is to be jumping head first into a black hole
That be skin stretching and bones snappin'
I spit in a tone worth toe tappin'
Have you thinking bout how you be feeling I call collateral damage
I'm a ghoul, I be quotastically a savage
My soul exhibits hell gone bananas
10 niggas kickin' in your door all in all black all masked by black bandanas
Make virgins want to be my whores
I'm the product of life and death having a successful marriage
I was rolling in a fire flaming carriage
Now I flow in a row of fire blazing chariots
J-S be Cassius, turning jaws to clay
J-S be K, so let the DJ let my tape slay
(Let me say that one more time)
J-S be K, so let the DJ let my tape slay

Fin